Info: I was singing an old song in my head, from my youth.. and it grew….
From their holes and caverns creep,
ten thousand orc and goblin feet.
With hungry hearts and sharpened knives,
they come to claim your worthless lives.
But will you flee, or will you fight?
Will you die or survive the night?
They have their knives, you have your axe,
Time to make your stand, or make some tracks!
The lines been drawn, the stands been made,
your all alone with heart and blade!
No one can stand against such might,
you’ll never see the mornings light!
You will be told of in tales and songs,
about your gallant stand against goblin thongs.
A heroes legend will always thrive,
but it’s much nicer to stay alive!